Chasing His Kickass Luna Back
Chapter 193

Daisy clenches her fists. “Ugh, I knew something was off about her.”

Chloe rubs her temples. “So what’s the plan, Abby? We can’t just kick her out.”

“Yeah,” Ethan adds. “We don’t need another PR nightmare right now.”

“Oh, don’t worry,” I say, a sly smile crossing my face. “I’ve got an idea. We’re going to answer her

questions, but we’ll do it in the most ridiculous way possible. Let’s make her article an absolute circus. If

she wants to write trash, then that’s exactly what she’ll get.”

John grins. “I’m liking where this is going already.”

Karl looks worried but intrigued. “You sure about this, Abby?” he murmurs.

“As sure as I am that the Earth is flat,” I say with a wink, setting the tone for the evening’s… theatrics.

Enter title…

Daisy starts to giggle. “Oh, this is going to be fun.”

We disperse back to our stations, armed with our roles in this little farce. The tension transforms into

electrifying excitement.

Alex finally emerges from the kitchen with a baffled look on her face, her pen still poised to write. She

beelines for Karl next, who is pretending to scrub the wall with a sponge.

“What are you doing?” she asks, eyeing him suspiciously.

He shrugs as nonchalantly as ever. “Food fight accident. Can I help you?”

Alex narrows her eyes, but says nothing more about it. “So Karl, how does it feel to be part of Abby’s

restaurant?” she asks, jotting notes down before he even answers.

Karl smiles. “Ah, you know, it’s like being a hamster on a disco ball. Spinning, but fabulous.”

I stifle a laugh into my napkin, pretending it’s a cough. Karl throws me a quick glance, his l*ps turning

upwards into an almost imperceptible smirk.

Alex looks puzzled but presses on, turning to Chloe. “Chloe, can you describe Abby in three words?”

Chloe doesn’t miss a beat. “Humble space alien.”

Alex blinks, visibly confused but dutifully writes it down. She finally turns to me. “Abby, your friends and

associates have quite unique perspectives about you and your work. Do you have any comments?”

“I’d say they’re spot on,” I reply, deadpan. “Although, the term ‘alien’ is a bit offensive. We on Mars prefer

‘extra-terrestrial.’”

Her pen pauses in the air. “Mars?”

“Oh, yes,” I nod. “The commute is a killer, but the low-gravity weekends are worth it.”

Alex finishes her scribbling, clearly baffled, before turning back to Daisy. “Okay… And, Daisy—”

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